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Thursday, February 19, 2015

Sloth by Ella James Excerpt

He looks down at me, and his face is so stern, so
solemn…so hungry that I almost flee right then.

Instead, I ride it out. I tell myself I can handle
whatever happens, and I stand my ground as he turns the knob and pushes it
open.

His eyes cling to my face as he waves me inside first.

I step inside expecting something grand. Elaborate. Even
magical. And that’s exactly what I find.

The wall in front of me is nothing but a sheet of glass,
giving me a stunning view of the tops of pines, and the river rushing over
rocks below them. Above the treetops, the pale sky stretches on and on, marred
only by another crow or hawk or raven.

I could get lost in that view, but I don’t let myself. I
roll my gaze around the room, taking in its deep plum walls, high ceilings.
There’s even a fancy indention at the center of the ceiling, something that
looks right out of a home and garden magazine. And to my left is the bed. A
huge, imposing, mahogany canopy with a pale green duvet and curtains that drop
down around it.

A bed for sex.

My hunch is confirmed when I notice, amongst the heavy
dresser and wide desk, a claw-footed tub in one corner of the bedroom.

I’ve got my mouth half open, trying to decide if I should
just be me and blurt out “sex cave,” or continue with my act and feign charm.

I turn around to him, belatedly realizing I should be
making sure he doesn’t shut and lock the door. I find his eyes on me, but when
my gaze meets his, he breaks away and walks over to the window.

“This used to be my room,” he says without turning around
to look at me.

His hands close around my wrists. He looks into my eyes,
like he’s desperate to see what I’m thinking. He brings one of my hands to his
mouth. The soft brush of his lips on my palm makes me tingle, but it doesn’t
matter. I’m going through with my plan regardless of how attracted I am to him.

“Can you see yourself staying here?” he asks, in that low,
deep, sexy voice of his.

He steps a little closer to me, sending my pulse racing.
His wide chest is inches from my breasts. I find myself longing to step
forward.

Instead, he does.

My breasts mash against his chest as our hips brush. Half
a heartbeat later, I feel his dick pressing against my lower belly.

Oh my God.

His hands come up and frame my face. His eyes, on mine,
are hypnotic.

“I’m not going to lie to you. I want your body, Cleopatra.
I’d like nothing more than for you to stay here with me. I’ll teach you to
deal—teach you how to avoid getting caught, how to maximize your, our earnings—and we can see if this goes
anywhere.”

“That’s why you brought me up here?” I whisper.

He nods slowly.

About the Author:

Ella James

EllaJames is a USA Today bestselling romance author. Her
books have appeared on numerous bestseller lists, including the Movers &
Shakers list and the Amazon Top 25 overall; two were listed among Amazon's Top
100 Bestselling Young Adult Ebooks in 2012. To find out more about Ella's projects and get
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